Before him was merely a phantom condensed from magic power. The Demon King’s legendary six-parted true body remained sealed within the barrier, its true appearance impossible to see.
Therefore, Lin Jun couldn’t view this Demon King’s attribute panel.
Somewhat regrettable.
However… the Demon King was actually a slime?
Lin Jun had never heard of the existence of “slurry people.”
A slime that could stretch into humanoid form—wasn’t it still a slime in the end?
With just this one glance, Lin Jun silently crossed out the option of “cooperating and coexisting with the Demon King” in his heart.
Slimes were the world’s worst pests. As a hero himself, he would absolutely show no mercy to pests!
Of course, Lin Jun didn’t reveal hostility, merely cautiously observing the opponent’s movements.
The humanoid slime phantom floated closer, examining the Puchi up and down while muttering to himself:
“Just as I thought—the simpler the body structure, the more potential for change. If only I’d realized this point earlier.”
The Demon King looked utterly fascinated. Lin Jun even felt that if this weren’t a phantom, the other would probably already be extending tentacles to grope around on the Puchi.
After marveling at the Puchi, the Demon King’s featureless face swept across the three existences before him.
“A Puchi, a demonkin, and… something assembled from a pile of Puchis… what is it?”
“No wait, there’s also mixed inside a… hmm…” The Demon King hesitated briefly, saying somewhat uncertainly, “Human?”
Norris inside the super Puchi froze upon hearing this.
Immediately after, scalding heat surged up into his eye sockets.
He’d long since abandoned hope of being acknowledged in his heart’s depths, yet… yet there was still an existence who could see at a glance his essence as a true human!
Norris wasn’t clear on the circumstances of sealing the Demon King. He only knew Boss attached unusual importance to this place.
If this humanoid slime before him wasn’t an enemy, Norris almost wanted to immediately rush out of the super Puchi and become sworn brothers with him.
On the other side, the Demon King just felt his eyes opened wide.
Three hundred years of time—the world had already become so unfamiliar.
The Puchi mutating into this vastly different appearance was one thing, but even the demonkin he’d personally shaped back then were now wrapped in white threads he’d never seen.
What puzzled him most was that thing curled among the Puchi pile with an aura similar to humans.
Once he got out, he planned to thoroughly research all these bizarre things.
He turned the phantom toward Ming and asked: “Were you the one who unsealed me?”
However, before the completely bewildered Ming could organize an answer, Lin Jun had already taken over the dialogue.
For a child under one year old who’d received closed-door education from infancy, lying was far too advanced.
On the super Puchi’s arm, a Puchi quietly separated from Norris’s control and fell to the ground.
Its excess parts rapidly degenerated. Its round body shriveled and contracted, ultimately transforming into a thin sheet like aged rags.
This transformation also attracted the Demon King’s attention. The phantom slightly leaned forward, full of investigative interest.
The next moment—
“Lord Demon King!” A terrifying mournful voice emerged from the voice Puchi.
Ming and Norris simultaneously shuddered. The Demon King’s phantom also fluctuated for an instant, its outline nearly dissipating.
“This voice’s structure… exactly how did you achieve such unpleasantness?”
Tsk!
The voice Puchi wriggled closer to the Demon King.
“Lord Demon King, you must save us! The Empire now fallen into Mortis’s hands grows increasingly decayed. All demons are plunged into suffering, and they further ostracize us different ones! We… can only count on you!”
“Mortis?” The Demon King recalled for quite a while before retrieving this name from memory’s corner. “How did he take over the Empire? What about Duke Rune?”
Duke Rune?
Don’t know if this was that unlucky person backstabbed by the current Emperor according to the yellow book.
In any case, Lin Jun and company definitely weren’t clear.
“Lord Demon King, after you emerge, how should we act?”
This was Lin Jun’s purpose—see if he could extract some intelligence.
“That would naturally be…” The phantom’s voice drew out for a moment, then took on a trace of mockery. “Not telling the enemy.”
“Lord Demon King?”
The phantom extended a pseudopod, remotely patting Ming’s head: “This child is too young. His thoughts are written all over his face.”
Knowing he’d ruined things, Ming was nearly in tears.
The Demon King turned toward the knight Puchi, continuing his unhurried analysis: “Moreover, you’re holding the seal-breaking stone tablet in your tentacles yet only maintaining the seal’s current state of partial collapse… The one who truly came to unseal me has already been dealt with by you, right?”
Though only a phantom before them, Ming and Norris simultaneously felt a cold killing intent permeate outward.
Lin Jun fell silent briefly: “Since you saw through it, why did you pretend ignorance at first… Old Demon King geezer, are you looking down on me?”
“How dare I.” The Demon King’s voice held not half a trace of “how dare I,” instead revealing condescending arrogance. “To reform originally useless Puchis to this degree—you must have some capability.”
Since the disguise was already exposed, Lin Jun no longer concealed!
Dense swimming sounds came from passages above. Louisa led the army in swift arrival. Countless Puchis surged from corridors like a tide.
Simultaneously, from the secret passage on another side, the old fishman also hurriedly appeared, carried by a strong fishman.
“Using Puchis as magical pets to command? Quite interesting.” Even as the Demon King, with just a phantom, he couldn’t immediately perceive the mycelial network’s essence.
His attention turned more toward Louisa’s direction: “Magic crystal armor? You can actually afford the consumption of a complete magic crystal armor set? Have the shipping routes reopened?”
Facing the Demon King who had no mushroom in his eyes, Lin Jun had already made up his mind.
If the seal could be repaired, naturally it should be completely sealed, making this Demon King an eternal prisoner.
If it couldn’t be repaired… then before the seal completely collapsed, he’d gather all Mushroom Garden’s forces and lay an inescapable net.
Just one-sixth of a Demon King—he wanted to personally taste what exactly the Demon King tasted like!
Things didn’t proceed toward the worst outcome. The old fishman actually had a countermeasure.
He stepped forward several paces, raised the staff embedded with half a divine artifact in his hand, aimed the staff’s base at the seal’s damaged area, and steadily inserted it.
The instant the staff touched bottom, pale blue faint light spread from the staff body.
The surrounding originally scattered currents seemed guided by invisible force and began winding along the seal surface’s intricate patterns, as if restraining blood back into severed vessels.
That damaged corner, wrapped and supported by flowing water light, gradually calmed its escaping magic fluctuations. Though not directly repaired, it also no longer continued collapsing.
“Half an ocean scepter…” The Demon King’s phantom slightly swayed in the current, voice carrying a trace of not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “Using it to maintain a seal is far too extravagant.”
As the connection between internal and external magic was re-isolated by the staff’s power, that highly gelatinous phantom lost support. Its outline began blurring and fading, slowly dissipating in the waters.
Lin Jun’s gaze fell on the temporarily stabilized seal and that [Ocean Scepter] inserted within it.
He didn’t work for nothing this trip, did he?
(End of Chapter)
